[Curufin runs his finger over the spines of a couple of books, lingering over How to Succeed in Kingship... but not picking any up. He gives the impression of not being entirely sure what he's searching for.

Eventually he goes over to sit at the table where the boy is reading. Perhaps he's the librarian's apprentice or an unusually precocious student, staying late to study. Curufin taps gently on the table to get his attention.]